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Post by have you ever turned to dust? on May 15, 2002 1:41:13 GMT -5
<<Unamed Poetry>>
It's late at night and I'm not sleeping I just feel like crying and I've had such a bad week I can't stop thinking like there'll be much more to come ~ They say my life's just starting But I feel, like there's nothing in my life worth living for I'm told I need proffessional help But I say I'll think about it way too much ~ I can't be comforted by anyone No one feels what I'm going through Even my sisters who have gone through some of it too ~ They tell me where I should live I feel like I wanna live in both places I'm told that I'm way too depressed I say the truth and tell them yes I do ~ It;s late at night and I'm just fearing the next day I just feel like laying back and dying I can't stop thinking things will get worse before they get better
((Yet to be named song)) Chorus: I can't take care of you and I can't feel what you want me to feel What I do feel is Different emotions all the time
Verse 1: Sometimes I feel happy Like nothing in the world can change me And I'll feel like jumping around All happy & carefree
((Chorus))
Verse 2: Sometimes I feel sickly Like nothing in the world could make me happy And I'll feel like laying around All sadly & woe is me like
((Chorus))
Verse 3: Sometimes I feel so-so Like anything in the worl will tip me over And I feel like yelling at people All confused & lost
((Chorus))
And I: Don't know whats wrong with me And I: Just want to be alone And I: Dpn't want to hurt anyone Just lay ther and watch the world crumble Around me
((Chorus))
Hope you liked. I'll post more soon. And anyone who wants can post their Songs,Poetry, and thoughts.
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Post by Alicia_Spinnet on May 15, 2002 17:58:53 GMT -5
Today when my teacher was babaling on about poetry, I was writing it (I know, bad girl, you didn't pay attention in class). I let my mind wander and sort of thought about colors, so I wrote this poem: If you could look inside yourself, What colors would you see? Would the buisness men see shades of gray? Would the sales men see shades of green? Would the thiefs see shades of black? What color friend, reader, what color would you see?
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Post by have you ever turned to dust? on May 16, 2002 18:27:39 GMT -5
*claps* Good very good! Guess what color I'd be?
Heres another one:
~Un~Named~ (( Not totally perfect. May be a better poem)) Everyday I wake to a morning full of people Who are actually think size 8s are big I've always been told that beauty is about being who you are....
Chorus: And I'm just wondering why people are so shallow And I'm just wondering if beauty is just skin deep And I'm just wondering where I stand in this world Am I pretty or am I ugly? Do people like me, do people hate me? {I don't know, I don't know}
Everyday I wonder if I am shallow Because I realize that throughout the day I like to look my best & always have crushes on guys who I think are cute.
(((Chorus)))
Everyday I wonder are people looking at me? Do they like what they see? And then I realize this What does it matter?
Oh and forgot to say that you can also post feed back on what others put in here.
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Post by Alicia_Spinnet on May 16, 2002 18:58:15 GMT -5
Ooh, my like berry much! Hmm...You might be the color....blue?
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Post by have you ever turned to dust? on Jun 1, 2002 13:40:52 GMT -5
Lol, that works.
Another song:
Realization
Realization-repeat 4
Verse 1: When I was there Sitting on my bed Wathcing t.v. Thinking of things To do I remembered you And realized
Chorus: Life is all different So many things Not to have you But to be left to my thoughts What is the point? What will I do? REALIZATION
Verse 2: So I got up And went online Talked to everyone I knew When they went offline I got to thinking... Of you And realized
Chorus:2
Verse 3: So I got my notebook and pen out I started to write what I was feeling All of the worries, pain, love & hate, all of the things I have ever thoughr of... yet... I... still think of you... and... realize... that
Chorus: 3
Realization: repeat 4
And... I realized... that... I love you...
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Please post feed back. I was wondering what everyone thought of this... and you can post your own stuff as well...
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Post by Alicia_Spinnet on Jun 1, 2002 14:52:04 GMT -5
Whoa, that was deep, too deep for a happy-go-lucky-always-laughing person like me, but if I was a bit more serious, I would've loved it, toatally. You write all this stuff, Tress-ness? You're really great.
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Post by have you ever turned to dust? on Jun 2, 2002 4:16:47 GMT -5
Thanks Alicia. That was a compliment right? You kinda confused me...
Uname song/poetry So this girl goes finding the guy Whose most wanted She has him But she wants another Even though a few months ago She went to extremes to get him She...: Pushed the limits Pissed his girlfriend off Showed him that the girlfriend couldn't take it So he ends up breaking up with her Because rising heat in fights between the two girls
This guy she has And wanted So bad So recently Is now who she Wants away from Shes got this new guy Only need to do to his girlfriend what she's done to all those others when she...: Pushed the limits Pissed his girlfriend off Showed him that the girlfriend couldn't take it So he ends up breaking up with her Because of rising heat in fights between the two girls
So she tries her best Flirts with the guy she wants Noooow Talks about all the nice things he's going And all for her to his girlfriend ---Instrumental Break--- Plans succeeding Like usual She thinks she has got Everything in the right Situation for herself ---Instrumental break--- To her suprise though The guy & his girlfriend Are stronger now Then they ever were before! And what she did before Didn't work... She...:
((repeat times 3)) Passed the limits Pissed his girlfriend off Showed that the girlfriend couldn't take it So he ends up breaking up with her Because pf rising heat in fights between the two girls
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Once again, pleeeeeaze give me feed back on what you think! Or else I will stop! Seeing that no one will even read this and feed back on it... it's not thaaaat bad, is it?
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Incidius
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Post by Incidius on Jun 2, 2002 4:51:35 GMT -5
hey trisa your poems and songs are beautiful . i found them all very moving i cant really say my favourite though cuz i like em all
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Post by Alicia_Spinnet on Jun 2, 2002 12:58:16 GMT -5
Of course, silly! That was both a compliment to you and a comment of how happy-go-lucky-always-laughing-too-childish-to-really-appreciate-it I am. ;D ( ) Ooh, Incidi's got the hotts for someone....
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Post by Sara_Jayne on Jun 2, 2002 14:12:06 GMT -5
[glow=orchid,2,300]*grins* I loooooooooove the last one! *claps* Brava gurl![/glow]
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Post by Fox Birch on Jun 2, 2002 15:48:37 GMT -5
*smiles* your elven skills come out beautifully...
*blushes* i can't write songs...
*thinks* would you mind if i used some of your songs for drawing inspiration?? that would be very cool... ;D *gives her a pleading look*
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Post by have you ever turned to dust? on Jun 2, 2002 21:16:51 GMT -5
Sure thing Foxy Troxy!
Thank you alll for posting what you think! I'm glad you liked it. Now, I'm looking for a song I wrote earlier right now, so I'll come back soon, modify and add it into this post.
And anyone is aloud to post poetry or music or even thoughts in here *points to thread name*
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Post by Alicia_Spinnet on Jun 4, 2002 10:52:09 GMT -5
I Think, Therefor, I Stink. ;D Those are my thoughts! *giggles* Sorry to disrupt the seriousness in the room, I just had to make a funny crack, hadn't made one in a while.... ;D
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Post by Kessa_Star on Jun 7, 2002 6:41:59 GMT -5
For all it’s Worth Through the day and well into the night, If you look close enough you just maybe might, See a small miracle, something wondrous and grand, A small fairy child, playing in the sand.
They are too small for adult eyes to catch, But a child’s are quite hard to match. They see many things that elders over look, Such as these tiny miracles, just like in a book.
There are many little fairies, each with their own ways, Like Suralie and Tatera, Neatere and Roashaes. There’s Firedime and Catiiea, two playful little sprites, You’ll find may little fairies but they’ll never be in fights.
They care not a bit for quarrels and tiffs, Instead, they focus on daily spirit lifts. Rays of darkness do not shine Where a fairy bides her time.
Fairies are a kindly little folk, Minding their own and hating to sulk. They have their own ways: making pets of beetles, And canes out of needles.
Their homes are in nutshells and crooks in trees, Their beds are small autumn leaves. They take from nature and as pay, They make it more beautiful by day.
They are all different, some as tall as we, Though, most are too small to see. They hide themselves well, Blending in like the ring of a bell.
They dress beautifully yet simple, All of them toting a cute little dimple. Flowers are their clothes and grasses their bonnets, They sing little songs, make little poems, favouring sonnets.
Fairies are quite a wonderful race, With their beautiful wings and charmed grace. They flit and they flat all around the Earth, And take from life all that it’s worth.
You like?
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Post by have you ever turned to dust? on Jun 16, 2002 23:59:53 GMT -5
Hey well, I just wrote like A LOT so yea. Kessa that was cool.
What is
Verse 1: Now I guess I can finally say I've learned Learned that the mind can be weak or strong Now I know that my mind is of the strong All of my concerns & doubtsd, are no mental problem I know what it's like to love I know what it's like to hate I know what it's like to be crushed by the world Within a minute And chorus: I feel what I want to I do what I feel is necessary, I hate the feeling of being wrong for this world And the people in it So why?
Verse2: Now I guess I can finally say I've earned Earned what kind of life I have today Now I know that I find what I want but, All of my feelings & words are no mental problem I know what it's like to love I know what it's like to hate I know what it's like to die slowly everyday Over something... minor...
chorus 2
Verse 3: So I guess I can finally say... EVERYTHING I wantrf yp I can say that I love, that I hate That I feel everything they say to me All the lies & wisdom ~instruments~ But you what I know most of? Nothing! I know what it feels like to be A nothing of the world To be pushed around Told what to do and Merely hated By everyone for no good reason..
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